I really should be updating my other stories but this one wouldn't leave me alone...
He really shouldn't have gone looking; as soon as he heard it he should have ignored it completely and gone out drinking with the idiot like he'd planned. What kind of bounty was almost incinerated because it was deemed an impossible task anyway?
That was definitely not the way the underground bounty office or the president of it worked. There had to be a reason.
He scowled, though he was loathed to admit it, he had been arrogant. And as such he had to pay the price.
He looked up at the smirking woman who was arrogantly standing above his shackled form and let his scowl run deeper into his face. The situation would almost become bearable if he could somehow find a way to destroy that haughty look off her face.
She guffawed.
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